Monday, 28 March 2011

I was born under a wanderin' starI was born under a wanderin' starWheels are made for rollin'Mules are made to packI never seen a sight that didn't look better looking back.I was born under a wanderin' starMud can make you prisonerAnd the plains can bake you drySnow can burn your eyesBut only people make you cryHome is made for comin' fromFor dreams of goin' toWhich with any luck will never come trueI was born under a wanderin' starI was born under a wanderin' starDo I know where hell is?Hell is in HelloHeaven is good-bye foreverIt's time for me to goI was born under a wanderin' starA wanderin' wanderin' starMud can make you prisonerAnd the plains can bake you drySnow can burn your eyesBut only people make you cryHome is made for comin' fromFor dreams of goin' toWhich with any luck will never come trueI was born under a wanderin' starI was born under a wanderin' starWhen I get to heavenTie me to a treeOr I'll begin to roamAnd soon you know where I will beI was born under a wanderin' starA wanderin' wanderin' star